Take a step back and reassess,
His love cannot be masked by utterances of disrespect.
Slaps like playing dominoes on deck and
Grips of a vicious vulture waiting to devour.
The lilies in your garden are forced to bear witness to his mess;
They retreat by bending the heads in distress.
Thunderstorms and scattered showers are tightly woven into your forecast;
The weatherman says rough days are ahead.
Has fear clogged your judgment?
Or are you blinded by the smell of red roses
and sweet perfumes featured in your parade of pain.
Love and Life are meant to coexist.
You deserve happiness in its purest form
Why play the victim?
When you can save the day.